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Such actions seem very natural and familiar.

Yunke, who was ignored, saw that the two were close, and didn't know that he thought they were good friends for many years.

Yunke was even more angry.

Her eyes fixed on Lu Qiumeng. She knew that this woman must have done it on purpose and deliberately made her angry, didn't she!

But she can't make trouble on the set.

There were so many people staring at the scene that Yunke could only warn himself to bear it.

She endured so much that her voice was much lower than before. "Wu Yixian, come with me."

Until then, Wu Yixian looked up and gave her a look.

Just, the tone is cold.

"Sorry, I don't seem to know you very well."

Such a refusal really embarrassed Yunke.

Even if they don't have the previous relationship, even if they are actors in the same group, wouldn't they be like this?!

Yunke's fingers hanging on her side tightly clenched her palm. She didn't have to look much. She could see Lu Qiumeng's arrogant look at the moment only in the remaining light.

"I have something else to do. I'll see you later." Wu Yixian hooked his lips and said hello to Lu Qiumeng, but quickly passed Yunke.

Lu Qiumeng looked at the back of Wu Yixian and said to Yunke, "don't you chase such a good opportunity?"

Yunke sneered, "don't be complacent."

Although she didn't like it, she still turned and walked in the direction of Wu Yixian.

Away from the shooting area, there are many palaces everywhere.

Instead, he wound into a long and empty Palace Road. Yunke couldn't help shouting at Wu Yixian as he saw him go farther and farther.

"Yixian."

"What are you doing here? Haven't I already told you? Let's get together and break up. Don't know anyone in the future."

Wu Yixian heard Yunke's voice. After thinking over and over again, he still stopped, but didn't turn around.

Yunke saw this and quickly caught up with him.

"I have something to tell you," he said

"No! I don't want to hear."

But unexpectedly, Wu Yixian didn't even want to listen.

Yunke recalled that he and Lu Qiumeng sat together before, as if they were talking and laughing and close. He was so indifferent to himself that he was so angry that he bit his lip tightly.

"If you don't want to hear me, you should stay away from Lu Qiumeng."

Hearing the speech, Wu Yixian seemed to hear some funny jokes and laughed immediately.

With an unbelievable look on his face, he reached out and pointed to Yunke, "Hey, what qualifications do you have to ask me?"

He said, suddenly smiling again.

His face is serious and serious.

The peach blossom eyes that sparked the light were as deep as ink.

Like a whirlpool, people can't help sinking.

He asked slowly, "Yunke, aren't you jealous?"

"I'm jealous? Yes, I admit I'm jealous. But I know it's impossible between us."

Yunke, listen, just admit it.

She said simply, "as a former bed companion, I kindly remind you that Lu Qiumeng is never like her surface. She... Is a poisonous snake."

Hearing Yunke's description, Wu Yixian was thoughtful.

He raised his hand and touched his chin. The beard residue stained in the play was not removed, and Mao rubbed his palm impetuously.

But it fascinated him.

Poisonous snake?

He just likes this excitement.

Wu Yixian smiled, said nothing and turned away.

What does he mean?!

Even if he knows that Lu Qiumeng has no good intentions, does he still want to provoke him?!

Yunke looked at Wu Yixian's natural and unrestrained back and laughed at himself.

The more she felt ridiculous, she even looked forward to this to make Wu Yixian change her mind.

It's a dream.

Then wait and see, Wu Yixian, who will you fall on?

As night falls, the film and television base is still brightly lit.

When the crew finished filming the last night play, it was already more than 11 p.m.

It's rare that the director's body can't bear it. After shooting, he didn't leave the actors to talk about the play, but let everyone leave early.

Lu Qiumeng urged his assistant to pack up, but he went to find Wu Yixian who was far away from several sheds.

"Yixian, are you free at night?" she stood quietly behind him, stood on tiptoe and patted him on the shoulder.

He was tall, and now he was wearing a coat with long sleeves.

A face with incomplete makeup removal, sword eyebrows and star eyes.

He turned around and saw that it was Lu Qiumeng, but he smiled. Bent down, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Golden Grand Hotel 1380."

So direct, it's only him.

Lu Qiumeng smiled and said nothing, then left.

Such a small episode, in a messy and anxious environment, no one found it at all.

At 12:00 p.m., a nanny car stopped slowly under a nearby hotel.

A slender woman wearing a cap with a duck tongue appeared in the corridor with food.

"Knock knock."

The door was opened in the next second. Wu Yixian leaned at the door in a loose pajama.

Lu Qiumeng walked in impolitely and motioned to him with a few bottles of wine in his hand, "do you want to drink for the play tomorrow afternoon?"

"How dare I refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman?"

Wu Yixian closed the door, casually leaned against the bed, took the wine in Lu Qiumeng's hand and looked carefully.

Just a few bottles of low-grade beer.

He has a good capacity for drinking. Naturally, he won't get drunk.

Wu Yixian's hand lifted and fell, only to hear a gentle "Bo", and the beer mouth had been opened.

He picked up the bottle, looked up and drank several mouthfuls.

"Hey, it's meaningless to drink like this." Lu Qiu dreamed that he had drunk a third of it with pride, shook his head and took out a bottle of high-grade wine from his bag.

A row of small wine glasses are lined up and placed on the table.

"Deep water explosion." Lu Qiumeng moves very fast and makes it clean and beautiful.

Wu Yixian stared at her white fingers with long sleeves and didn't notice that the table was full of five cups of mixed wine.

"Exciting!" Wu Yixian licked his lips. In order not to lose face, he picked up a cup and poured it all down.

Two kinds of wine smell, like fire, burning his throat and burning his nerves.

Then

He fell out of control.

He closed his eyes and fell on the bed, his face flushed and silent.

"Hello, Wu Yixian. Wu Yixian?"

Lu Qiumeng looked at Wu Yixian, who was already unconscious, and deliberately raised his hand and patted his face. "Come and continue to play!"

But still failed to wake him up.

She gave a disdainful cut, but then the corners of her lips slowly drew a radian and smiled strangely.

"Wu Yixian, don't blame me. If you want to blame me, blame you for your bad taste in picking women!"

A moment later.

The sound of ula's siren rang through the whole street.

The flashing light of red and blue police lights is particularly abrupt in the night that has ended.

Under the Golden Grand Hotel, there was chaos